.....the better part of valor.

Big article in t’days Bee about the newest exercise to capture the hearts ‘n minds of exercise freaks ev’rywhere.....’n it’s one I haven’t tried for years...’cept we didn’t call it exercise way back then, we just called it fun.....y’gotta remember I grew up twixt the hills ‘n the river so if we weren’t roaming the hills, we were on the river....if mem’ry serves, we commonly referred to ourselves as River Rats...we played on the riverbank ‘n in the river almost constantly during the summer months ‘n among the things that we did, well what most poor kids did back in that golden age, was to use the tools that God provided as toys...’n one of the toys that He provided on the river was flotsam.....y’know, things that float....’n one of the many things that floated downriver was logs...logs of ev’ry size, shape, etcetera....’n of course, one of the games we played, that we actually copied from some B-movie, was log-rolling....there was never anything complicated about log-rolling, no rules or anything like that.....you stood up on a log ‘n as it rolled underfoot, you did your best to keep from falling....now, of course, we all fell....that was expected....it’s just that the ones who were good at it lasted longer than the ones who were not so good....’n, as Baretta once famously observed, “That’s the name of that tune.”
Sighhhhhh......it’s raining again....